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Oh, once again, i kneel before this altar
out in the moist chilly forest i proclaim
the autumn leaves that fell
and those who still attach the trees
the breeze that blew my hair
the one i've known through all these years...
the songs i never forgot -
a past that is now lost....
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Oh, once again, i kneel before this altar
out in the moist chilly forest i proclaim
the autumn leaves that fell
and those who still attach the trees
the breeze that blew my hair
the one i've known through all these years...
the songs i never forgot -
a past that is now lost....